Philanderer
You are a butterfly in disguise
My ears were cajoled by your honeyed words
Your affectionate kiss
pierced my emptiness
Your lips
Are belching out happiness
“Stay a little longer, I beseech you.”
You pleaded exceedingly
When you acted as a philanthropist on your love project
You kneel down and lift me,
Whispered something on my cheek,
And say
“ Let’s give it a whirl.”
I try to approach your waist
You touch my hair,
warm my clammy hand
and attempted a joke...
Please forgive me
I’m not a good actor at this time...
Or even tomorrow
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